Kick out the general as soon as you are reborn

When Liu Yanyan saw Feng Kun being beaten, she covered her mouth and laughed secretly, for fear that she would laugh out loud.

When Zhang saw this, he burst into laughter, and the yamen runner next to him also laughed with his head down.

Feng Kun clenched his fists in shame and anger, but endured it. At this time, Shuhui came with a group of yamen runners and said, "I pay my respects to Lord Liu and Lord Zhang."

Liu Yanyan felt relieved when she saw Shuhui. "Get up!"

Lord Zhang also spoke up, "Lord Wang, you are too polite. Has the marriage certificate that I just brought over been registered at the government office?"

Shuhui nodded gently and said, "We have just checked and it was indeed filed at the beginning of the year."

Hearing this, Feng Kun walked over anxiously and grabbed Shisan Niang, and was about to go out. "Look, Master Zhang, this is my wife. I will take her back now and won't bother you any more."

Shisan Niang kicked and hit him desperately, "Sir, help me! He is not Feng Kun, he is not! Sir, save me."

Seeing that Lord Zhang lowered his head and looked like he was not going to care, Liu Yanyan winked at Shuhui in the hall.

Shuhui understood and grabbed Feng Kun's hand, "What's going on? The master hasn't said anything yet! How dare you pull him out! Let go quickly."

Feng Kun was unwilling to let go. "Sir, we have a marriage certificate. She is my first wife. I am just taking her home. Sir, please don't stop me."

Shisan Niang shook her head in fear and cried pitifully, "I am not his wife. He killed my husband. He is the murderer."

Seeing this, Shuhui was so angry that she grabbed Feng Kun's hair and pulled him to the ground, causing him so much pain that he had to let go of Shisan Niang.

After Shuhui pinned the man down, she said, "Why are you standing there? Why don't you come over to help? Are you here to watch the show?"

Several yamen runners nearby then stepped forward, grabbed Feng Kun and pushed him to the ground.

Seeing this, Liu Yanyan said, "Tie him up with a hemp rope. He is so bold that he dares to do this in court."

Shuhui nodded vigorously and waved her hand to signal the bailiffs to kidnap the man.

The bailiff untied the hemp rope from around his waist and, ignoring Feng Kun's struggles, tied him up tightly like a pig.

When Lord Zhang saw Feng Kun tied up, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in full force, "Search me. I want to see who gave him the courage to let you run wild in court. You are truly lawless."

Feng Kun struggled desperately, his hands were covered in blood, but he couldn't get free from the rope. He shouted loudly, "Sir, I am also a juren after all. How can I feel embarrassed when you search me in public like this? Sir, please show some mercy."

Seeing Master Zhang's hesitation, Liu Yanyan looked down on him. She coughed twice and said, "Feng Kun, just bear with it! Feng Kun's wife insisted that you are not Feng Kun. Your identity must be verified. This is of great importance."

Feng Kun shook his head violently, turned to look at Shisan Niang, and said pleadingly, "Shisan Niang, I am your husband! If I go to jail, you will have nothing! Do you want to live a life without money and power? Aren't you afraid of being arrested?"

Shisan Niang looked at him, her eyes full of hatred, turned her head away and said nothing.

Feng Kun saw that there was hope, so he started to tempt her again, "Shisan Niang, tell the adults that I am Feng Kun! Hurry up! Think about your future life. I promise to treat you well. I will give you a lot of silver and let you be an official's wife in the future."

Seeing this, Yanyan thought that Shisan Niang was going to speak for Feng Kun on the ground, so she waited quietly to see what she thought.

Shisan Niang quickly stepped forward and slapped Feng Kun on the face, knocking him to the ground. "Wuwuwu, you are not him. Everything you have now belongs to him. I am his wife. I want to get it back for him. I must get it back for him, wuwuwu."

Feng Kun put his tongue against his cheek, his eyes full of malice, and said softly, "My wife has gone crazy. She can't even recognize her husband. This is not a good sign."

She warned Shisan Niang in a low voice, "If I go in, who would dare to marry you, a girl from Yihong Courtyard? Think about who you are, and do you still want to live your life as before?"

Upon hearing this, Shisan Niang turned pale, and angrily stepped forward and slapped him again, making him spit blood. Then she cried and said, "You, you think everyone is you! I just want you to give my husband back. I want my husband, and you are not even as good as one finger of him."

Feng Kun gritted his teeth in anger and said, "You are unreasonable. I am your husband. Are you really crazy?"

Lord Zhang took the household registration handed over by the yamen runner, carefully checked the portrait on it, and found something wrong. "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Feng Kun? Where is Feng Kun now? Tell me clearly."

The fake Feng Kun, who was held on the ground, started to argue, "Sir, I am Feng Kun! I just gained weight. Sir, please believe me, I just ate too much."

Lord Zhang was unwilling to believe it, so he walked downstairs and carefully touched Feng Kun's face. He didn't find the joints, so he said coldly, "Who are you? Why do you look so much like Feng Kun?"

The fake Feng Kun was unwilling to admit it, and said with his neck stiff, "Sir, I am Feng Kun, and I am really Feng Kun. Sir, you can go back and check."

Master Zhang said coldly, "You are not him. You have different body shapes. Even if you practice martial arts desperately, you can't become this good in a short period of time. Besides, he is just a weak scholar with poor health and often takes medicine. He is several inches shorter than you."

Shisan Niang nodded gently, crying pitifully and said, "My lord, you are wise. He is not Feng Kun."

Feng Kun pretended to speak gently and said to Shisan Niang, "Wife, I am your husband. You must believe me. Take a closer look."

Shisan Niang shook her head firmly, "You are not him."

Mr. Zhang stood by and searched his body carefully. When he found nothing else, he went back behind the desk.

At this time, Gao Daren from the Ministry of Justice came over with his men and said, "I pay my respects to the princess."

Seeing this, Feng Kun struggled desperately to run away, but the bailiffs held him down and blocked his mouth.

The bailiff cursed, "You little jerk, be quiet."

Liu Yanyan looked at him, and Mr. Gao in the hall said, "Mr. Gao, I have to trouble you again today. The man tied up in the hall is pretending to be the scholar Feng Kun. Please check carefully."

Mr. Gao cupped his hands and said, "Princess, don't worry. I'll hand this man over to the Ministry of Justice and investigate him thoroughly for you."

Liu Yanyan then turned to Shisan Niang and said, "Shisan Niang, just follow Mr. Gao! After all, the first person to discover that he was a fake Feng Kun was you, his wife."

Shisan Niang nodded gently and said gratefully, "Thank you, my Lords. I am very grateful. If it weren't for you, I would never have been able to find him, let alone avenge my husband."

Mr. Gao didn't pay any attention to anything else and just ordered the bailiff to drag Feng Kun out.

Seeing that Feng Kun was still making a fuss, he went up and kicked him in the lower body.

Feng Kun curled up in pain and stopped struggling.

The yamen runners who were nearby felt a chill in their crotch and dared not look anymore, for fear that Lord Gao would kick them.